I am miserable by being attacked by the social bully

Before, he bit the corner of my mouth.

No pain, slightly itchy.

The tip of his tongue swept across my lips, and the seemingly invisible touch made my whole body feel a layer of indescribable feeling.

This feeling is very subtle, like a traveler who has been walking in the desert for several days and finally found the first well.

"Nanbei...I like you..."

Liao Muqiu has a quirk, I mentioned this quirk to you, that is, for more than half an hour after waking up every morning, he always looks like a cold and heartless little son of a family.

Taciturn, with piercing eyes, there is an aura of staying out of things all over his body, quite a feeling of being inferior to others.

I woke up around eleven o'clock at noon, and Liao Muqiu was sleeping beside me.As usual, he took a stick of Hongtashan from the bedside drawer and lit it. After taking two puffs, Liao Muqiu woke up.

I thought he wouldn't talk to me, because after he said he liked me last night, I refused him without hesitation and categorically.

I used a lot of literary and exaggerated words to persuade him to give up the hazy and naive idea of ​​me, and being shameless is the first love, even though I also know that this is not really the first love.

I hastily told Liao Muqiu the hardship and irrationality of same-sex love, and vetoed all the factors of his admiration for me.

I didn't ask him why he liked me, when he started liking me, or even if he was gay.

But the liking in his mouth, the beautiful, youthful and careful delusion unique to secret love, was torn apart by my own hands just after he said it.

Liao Muqiu's voice was hoarse and his tone was indifferent, "What time is it?"

I took a puff of cigarette and answered him: "Noon."

"What kind of food do you want to eat later?"

I thought about it and found that there was nothing I particularly wanted to eat, so I answered him, "Whatever."

Liao Muqiu turned to look at me when he heard the words, his brows were slightly frowned, and there was always some emotion in his eyes that I couldn't understand, "Those words last night..."

I hurriedly raised my voice to interrupt him, "I know, you were joking what you said last night."

Liao Muqiu looked at me, his brown pupils kept shrinking and expanding, my figure was imprinted in them, and I saw my nervous and anxious face.

Time passed minute by minute, even the air was almost overwhelmed by the suffocating atmosphere, and I remembered the waiting I didn't know which time it was.

The other party was a gentle and quiet girl, and I stood at the door of her classroom, waiting for her to finish class.Afterglow stretched my image, and finally I saw her walking towards me.

She smiled shyly, but when she spit it out, it was a good-to-get together parting.

I guess, Liao Muqiu at this time should be in the same mood as I was at that time.

"What I said last night..."

Liao Muqiu's eyes were so focused that I was in a trance. The voice in my ear never stopped, every word pierced through my eardrums, "What I said last night was serious."

I stared at him blankly, my lips kept opening and closing, but I didn't say anything.

In fact, I don't know what to say. I have already said the words of persuasion and rejection, and it will be boring to say any more.

Maybe I will have a fight with him because of this, or more than one fight, because subconsciously, I feel a little strange about Reet in my heart. I think Liao Muqiu keeps thinking about trying new things because he sees Reet and Gao Xu together.

That's right, Liao Muqiu's so-called liking behavior, in my perception, is the same as a child seeing a novel toy and wanting to get it and try it.

I stubbed out the cigarette butt and told Liao Muqiu, "Now you really don't understand what is called 'like', what is called 'dependence', what is called 'curious thought'. And like, there are several types, you definitely do not belong to The kind I'm thinking of now certainly doesn't belong to the kind you think."

"Your liking for me now is at most limited to my last analysis - curious thinking. Don't think that Reet and Gao Xu are doing well, just follow them. Can you clearly know what you think in your heart? Can you clearly understand how you feel about me? The liking in your mouth is just liking, and it does not belong to the classification of love. "

"So, stop talking so affectionately, it's too stressful for me."

Liao Muqiu didn't speak any more. After a long time, he slowly moved the corners of his mouth, revealing a faint smile.He asked me back, "If you don't care about me, won't you feel the pressure?"

I think, I'm going to talk to Reet.

The place where Reet and I met was not in 1999, which we often go to, but we chose a barbecue restaurant at random.They didn't bring Liao Muqiu and Gao Xu, just me and Reet.

In fact, Liao Muqiu didn't know that I had an appointment with Reet, because I dragged Reet out of his house directly after the evening shift.Fortunately, Gao Xu is not at his house tonight.

After sitting down, Reet ordered more than 40 skewers of mutton skewers in one breath, and asked me vaguely while eating, "Why did you call me here? My wife is coming back soon, and I have to wait for him at home. Otherwise, I won't see me for a while." , I’m not allowed to go to bed with him again. You see brother is so miserable all day long, so you can do me a favor, to make a long story short, it’s best not to say anything, we can leave after eating.”

I slapped Reet on the forehead, "Fuck you! If you didn't talk so much just now, I would have finished talking about it."

Reet looked at me with one sideways eye, "When I saw your expression, I guessed that there must be nothing good. Can I choose not to listen?"

I smiled and replied to Reet, "You can choose to die."

"I'm sorry." Reet said, "I didn't know that you were going to die soon, but I won't die for love, unless you transfer 100 million to my bank card."

I took out a dime note from my pocket and slapped it on Reet's face, "Shut up when you take the money."

Reet smiled flatteringly while shaking the dime note, "An extra [-] cents will be added to accompany the night."

"You can have a night companion, but if you add [-] cents, I will refuse." I put away my playful look and told Reet, "I think Liao Muqiu is being spoiled by you."

Reet froze for a moment, then asked blankly, "What do you mean?"

I thought about my wording, and said, "He's been a little weird lately, he always runs behind me, and likes to show me his naked body from time to time."

Reet opened his mouth, still wondering: "Huh?"

I was silent for a while, ready to speak more bluntly, but as soon as I opened my mouth, Reet interrupted me with a wave of his hand and asked, "Do you want to ask me what is the sign of being gay?"

I nodded and shook my head again. Actually, I didn't mean to ask the question that Reet said, but I naturally followed Reet's train of thought and asked, "What is the sign of homosexuality?"

While eating mutton skewers, Reet made gestures with me, his appearance was a bit nonsense, and what he said was indeed nonsense.

"The sign is to look at the face first, and then go to bed. If the bed is compatible, you can keep making appointments until you get tired of it and then change; if the bed is not compatible, it is easier. Just kick it and find a rich job. It is best to be like me. of!"

I ignored Reet's self-admiration and told him frankly, "Muqiu Liao may be gay."

Reet was silent for a few seconds, and then smiled strangely, "Isn't this a good thing? Did he still tell you that he likes you?"

I nodded and said, "I turned him down, but he never took it seriously."

"Why did you reject him?" Reet asked me, "Don't you think our sister is ugly?"

I shook my head.

"Can't accept homosexuality?" Reet asked again.

I thought about it and told Reet, "It's not that I can't accept homosexuality, it's just that I can't accept that person is him."

Reet paused for a moment with the hand holding the kebab, probably unable to understand why I said that.

I remained silent, without any intention of explaining, the air condensed again at this moment.

24. Like duplicity.

It was Reet who finally broke the silence.

"Why?" He asked inexplicably, "Don't you live together? Wouldn't it be more conducive to development if you lived together? You see how lonely the long night is, the two of you lie down on the bed and do some warm-up exercises by the way. Didn't it just pass away?"

After a pause, Reet said again: "There is a good word called - whistling past, I think it is especially suitable for people like us who are chased, and it sounds appropriate."

I automatically ignored Reet's nonsense and corrected him: "Not living together, just temporarily living together."

"Aren't they all the same? Anyway, two people sleep together."

I wanted to refute Reet, but after thinking about it, I felt that he was right. There is essentially no difference between living together and temporarily living together. Anyway, two people share the same roof.

Besides, Liao Muqiu and I did sleep together, but there was no actual relationship.

But Reet's idea obviously ran counter to my idea. I just thought I was looking for him to discuss how to coordinate our bed life.So he kept instilling in me "the importance of body position", or "the perspective of the way of entry".

Even later, he took out a few condoms from his bag and threw them on the table, and said boldly, "This is one of my favorite condoms. It's ultra-thin and comfortable, and it feels like you haven't worn it. You know the texture. The taste feels so good! Watermelon flavor, keep your family who likes it